General, there is a demon [Rebirth]

After four hundred door-opening drums, the gates of Yong'an City opened gradually.

The sleeping Yong'an City gradually woke up, returning to the bustle and vitality of the day.

Xiao Duo hadn't been seen these few days, and Huo Changying's eagerness to explain to Xiao Duo had gradually faded away.

He thought, maybe it was just Xiao Duo's jokes when he was young, and it could not be true.

What he has to do now is not to entangle with his childhood love, but to find out the reason for his rebirth, and what is the connection between this unbelievable incident and the Huo family case.

As for the throbbing that he had for Xiao Duo in his heart... Huo Changying looked at the blue sky, the sun at noon in midwinter was covered with a thin layer of mist, but it made people's eyes sour for no reason.

Perhaps, time will forget everything.

Huo Changying took a deep breath, and smiled at the stall owner, "Ma'am, let me have a big bowl of wontons," and put a few copper coins into the small basket on the side of the stall.

In the narrow alleys of Pingkangfang, the aunt’s wonton stall is still on display. It’s cold in winter, and eating a bowl of warm small wontons is a satisfying physical and mental satisfaction.

"okay!"

The aunt responded readily, scooped up the soup pot, and put the wrapped wontons into the pot.

Although the aunt is over fifty years old and has a fat body, she has been in the small business of the wonton stall for nearly ten years, and there are many people coming and going. She remembers who came to eat and what they prefer, and she has also developed a sense of understanding. ability.

In addition, Huo Changying's appearance is very good, the aunt took a second look and remembered something, she put a bowl of hot wontons in front of Huo Changying with a smile, wiped her hands with a rag, and asked casually: "The last time that Lang Why didn't you come with you?"

Huo Changying's hand holding the spoon paused, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he looked at the aunt and said, "He's busy with things, he can't get away."

The steaming steam from the wontons blurred Huo Changying's brows and eyes.

The aunt glanced at him, and said with a smile: "Little couple, it is inevitable that there will be some conflicts, so let's talk about it." She walked back to the pot and stirred it with a big iron spoon, "The pot still has a handle. What time, let alone two people."

Huo Changying was stunned for a moment, smiled and said nothing, he didn't think there was any conflict between him and Xiao Duo, it was just that he should keep a distance from that person regardless of emotion or reason.

General Changfeng should be as written in the history books, with outstanding military exploits, his name will go down in history, and he should not leave a trace of stain in his life.

And he... Huo Changying looked at the wontons in the spoon, the white and thin skin revealed the tender meat filling, he also had his own things to do.

The communication between the two should have died out on the day the Huo family was wiped out nine years ago.

It was because of his greed that there were so many entanglements in recent days for no reason.

The wontons just out of the pan were slightly steamy, fragrant, and translucent. Huo Changying put the wontons in the spoon into his mouth.

Well, Madam's handicraft seems... a bit regressed.

Thinking like this, he forced himself to swallow the bitterness in his throat.

"--Step aside!"

A man's rough shout came, followed by the rapid hooves of the horse being whipped.

Huo Changying lazily looked sideways. On the main street at the entrance of the alley, the people looked terrified and gave way one after another. He saw the frail young man fell to the ground amidst the crowd's jostling, and the galloping horse was approaching in an instant. juvenile.

The folding fan beside his hand buzzed and trembled, Huo Changying's expression froze, he grabbed the veiled hat and put it on, turned his wrist and quickly pinched the formula.

But in an instant, a person appeared on the main street. Huo Changying grabbed the young boy's arm vigorously, lifted the frightened person up, and pushed him towards the crowd.

The white gauze of the veiled hat fluttered, and Huo Changying looked at the startled horse charging forward, with a flash of coldness in his eyes.

Galloping on the high horse, the man dressed in coarse linen had a ferocious face, his eyes were red, and he swung his whip vigorously to urge the horse, cursing and swearing.

Huo Changying's eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of his lips curled up with a hint of contemptuous coldness. The moment the horse ran in front of him, he suddenly jumped up into the air, turned over and flew out several yellow talismans from the bottom of his sleeves. With a slight movement, the yellow talisman on the fingertips quickly stuck to the man's arms, neck, and altar.

"out!"

Huo Changying raised his eyebrows sharply, shouted in a low voice, and quickly pulled his fingers from the top of the man's head. A faint yellow shadow suddenly pulled out from the man's body following Huo Changying's movements.

Following a scream of a beast crying like a baby, the yellow shadow was thrown to the ground by Huo Changying. Huo Changying unfolded his fan with a bang, quickly imprisoning the yellow shadow in the barrier.

At the same time, it also cuts off the sight of everyone.

Huo Changying dexterously turned over and landed steadily. His spiritual consciousness turned around in the barrier, and his eyes gradually turned cold.

On the high horse, the man dressed in coarse linen suddenly became conscious, and found that he was galloping on the main street. He was shocked, and quickly reined in the horse. When he saw the young boy lying on the ground, the man's heart sank Startled, his eyes dodged, cold sweat dripped from his forehead, and he drove away quickly while no one was paying attention.

After Huo Changying's set of movements, he was smooth and smooth, but he rescued the two in the blink of an eye. After a period of silence, the people watching burst into applause and applause one after another.

Huo Changying: "..."

He pressed the twitching forehead, feeling tired for a while, and waved his long sleeves, the enchanted light wall that imprisoned the shadow instantly shrank and flew into the bottom of the sleeves.

Turning around and about to leave, a green voice from behind suddenly stopped him.

"Benefactor, please stay."

Seeing that there was no excitement to watch, the common people dispersed in twos and threes, and a young boy staggered out of the crowd.

The man was only twelve or thirteen years old, frail and thin, the luxurious brocade clothing lining his thin body, swaying, well-dressed but with a timid expression, walking towards him holding his arms.

Huo Changying glanced at the man's luxurious clothes through the white gauze, squinted his eyes, and didn't want to get entangled with others, so as not to cause Xiao Duo unnecessary trouble.

"Please stay!" The young boy hastily chased after two more steps, but in the blink of an eye, there was no sign of his benefactor.

The young boy stood awkwardly by the side of the street, looking around for a moment, but didn't find the person he was looking for, anxiously not knowing what to do.

He just saw that his benefactor is very skilled and has a chivalrous heart, so he wanted to ask that person to help him find someone, but he didn't expect that his benefactor acted like a ghost and he couldn't catch up.

If you can't find that person, if you can't find that person...

The little boy stood there with a pale complexion, his expression restless, cold sweat dripped from his forehead due to the pain between his arms.

"Master Zhong..."

A clear voice came from behind, the young boy was overjoyed, turned around abruptly, but suddenly pulled his injured arm, and squeezed his lips tightly in pain.

"what happened to you?"

The person behind took two steps, hurriedly supported the pale young boy, and asked anxiously, "Where is the injury?"

The man looked about fourteen or fifteen years old, he was dressed in sackcloth, but he was dignified, his eyes were full of innocence, but he was much more noble than the young man in brocade clothes.

The young man in brocade clothes was supported, he took two steps back in panic, and said in a low voice: "I can't, I can't, slave..." Thinking about being on the street now, he paused and respectfully said: "I'm fine, thank you You bothered."

If Huo Changying was there, he would definitely be surprised that the two had unequal conversations and dressed in opposite ways.

It's just that both of them are half-grown children, and their movements are secretive, so they didn't attract many people's attention.

The boy in Ge Yi said angrily, "They've all come out, it's boring to be so polite."

The little boy lowered his brows and eyes, "Yes."

"You!" The young man in Ge Yi was angry, and suddenly saw the young man holding his arm, his face turned pale, and his heart skipped a beat and he hurriedly asked, "What happened just now?"

"I," the young boy paused, as if he didn't feel used to the title, "someone startled his horse and nearly hit him." Seeing the staring eyes of the young boy in Ge Yi, he hurriedly continued, "You, you don't have to worry, someone saved me."

Seeing his appearance, Ge Yi boy felt distressed and annoyed, annoyed that he shouldn't be greedy for novelties and lose people. It's not that he doesn't know the danger of madness when a horse is frightened, and the person in front of him doesn't take his body seriously His son's tone really annoyed him.

He stretched out his hand to support the young boy, snorted, and asked indifferently, "What kind of person can jump off a horse to save someone?"

Being supported by the boy in Ge Yi, the boy struggled in fear, but unexpectedly he was pulled even tighter by that person. He suppressed the anxiety in his heart, pursed his lips and thought for a while.

The white gauze was blown up by the wind, and under the hood, the man's face was clear and handsome, with a bit of coldness flying from the corners of his eyes and brows.

He looked up at the young man in Ge Yi in front of him, suddenly smiled reservedly, and said, "She's a beauty."

In a secluded alley.

With a wave of Huo Changying's long sleeve, the yellow shadow fell to the ground with a "squeak", and rolled around twice, almost showing its original shape.

—It was a weasel.

The author has something to say:

Xiao Duo (gritting his teeth and clenching his fist): I can't bear it anymore, I'm going to see the baby tomorrow!

Hey, it’s almost the weekend, I wonder if the author can grow thick~~ catch a bug!